Chapter 719

On the fourth day of Qiao Nianzhi's return home, Mu Yixuan wanted to make a night play. He was still on the set at two o'clock in the morning, and it was nearly three o'clock when he came home from work.

Qi Zhao personally sent him back to his apartment. Before he left, he told him, "you'll have a play tomorrow night. I'll sleep with you until what time in the morning, but don't forget the personal photo shooting in the afternoon."

Mu Yixuan casually "well" two perfunctory past, see Qi Zhao seems to have something to say, he has been impatient to close the door: "I'm tired, nothing first like this."

Qi Zhao was about to open his mouth when the door in front of him closed with a bang. He was stunned for two seconds, scolded, and turned away.

Mu Yixuan changed his shoes, turned on the light and went to the living room.

Looking at the lonely home, he went to the bedroom with drooping eyes.

Joe Nianzhi has only been home for a few days, but he thinks she has been away from him for a long time.

Every day when he came home from work, facing the empty apartment, he felt very anxious, just like a cat trapped in a big cage, the feeling of anxiety and loss had been pressing on him.

I went back to my room and took a bath, but I didn't feel sleepy.

Mu Yixuan sat by the bed, opened wechat for a while, and retreated.

Open, exit.

Open again, exit again.

After doing this repeatedly for more than ten times, he felt bored and threw his cell phone on the bed. He lay down with his hands on the back of his head.

It's been four days. Anyone who has a conscience will take the initiative to contact him after so many days.

There's no phone. It's better to send a message.

Qiao Nianzhi didn't even have information.

Enough to show that this is a woman without conscience!!!

At four o'clock, Mu Yixuan still didn't feel sleepy.

He stared at the gray ceiling for a long time, until his eyes were a little sore, and suddenly sat up.

He sat down by the bed and opened the drawer.

Turn left and right, turn out a silver coin with luster.

If it's on the lettered side, he'll read Joe a message.

If it gets to the side with flowers, he goes to bed.

Mu Yixuan put a dollar coin on his thumb and counted it silently for three times.

With a slight sound, the coin rolled in mid air.

Throw it up and then drop it down.

He saw the time, reached out to catch it, and put the other hand over the coin.

There are a few inexplicable, Mu Yixuan took a deep breath, and then finished feeling a little inexplicable.

I'm so nervous!

He laughed at himself and casually took away his left hand holding the coin.

Looking down, his face turned black.

It turned out to be with flowers.

He hung his eyes and licked his lips. After a while, he deceived himself and said, "OK, three sets will win."

He flipped the coin again.

On the surface, I don't care, but in fact, I silently recite: every word

When he opened his hand, he jumped out of bed and almost raised the flag of victory excitedly.

Ouye, it's the word!!!!!

Well, now it's a one-to-one draw. The next game is crucial.

He sat down very calmly, put his hands together, pressed the coin between his palms, threw it up tightly and caught it again.

And then carefully, very much looking forward to, feel uneasy to release the hand

Mu Yixuan felt that his mood tonight was like a roller coaster ride.

A few seconds later, he pulled the drawer open and threw the coin in.

Then turn off the lights, go to bed, go to bed!

He didn't fall asleep until five o'clock, and Qi Zhao came over at noon.

The two o'clock personal portrait was taken indoors in a photography studio.

Three themes, three groups of clothes, and three groups of different make-up styles, it took one hour just to prepare.

At four o'clock, one group didn't finish shooting, and Mu Yixuan couldn't find the feeling, which led to the photographer's dissatisfaction with the effect.

"Mugo, take a break first." The photographer shouts to Mu Yixuan.

Mu Yixuan didn't say anything. He came to the chair and sat down.

The little assistant handed the water bottle to him and stood by the side.

Seeing that he was not in the right state today, Qi Zhao was a little worried and asked, "what's the matter with you today? Are you not feeling well? Why don't I go and talk to the photography team and postpone the shooting until tomorrow? "

"No, it's just that I didn't have a good rest last night." Mu Yixuan took a few drinks and handed the water bottle to the assistant.

"OK, let's shoot again. If we still can't find the feeling, we'll delay the shooting until noon tomorrow." Qi Zhao said.

Mu Yixuan made a sound and closed his eyes.

After a ten minute break, the shooting was ready to continue.

Mu Yixuan stood up from his chair. Before he stepped out, he saw a man running in from the door.

The figure looked a little familiar, and he squinted.

Qiao Nianzhi ran to Mu Yixuan. It seemed that he was running all the way. He couldn't breathe. He said hello to him while he was panting: "no, I'm back."

The smile on Mu Yixuan's face hasn't come out yet, and the little assistant next to him shouts.

"Little sister Qiao, you're back. How's your uncle's injury?"

Qiao Nianzhi swallowed saliva, ran too fast, throat a little dry, a little slow, she said: "now discharged home to rest, there is no big problem."

The little assistant felt his head: "that's good."

"Mu Yixuan glanced at the assistant.

Tut, I suddenly feel that this assistant is useless. I still have a lot to say.

I don't know if it's an illusion. After Qiao Nianzhi came back, Mu Yixuan soon entered the state. He couldn't find the feeling after shooting a clock in front of him. The shooting in the back was very smooth, and even finished ahead of time.

Qiao Nianzhi returned to Luzhou from home this time and brought a gift, but it was not a valuable gift. It was their special snack there.

Both Qi Zhaohe and his assistant have a share.

She also prepared for mu Yixuan.

Qiao Nianzhi first gives it to Qi Zhaohe's little assistant. Mu Yixuan thinks she hasn't prepared for her, and she's a little unhappy.

After she got on the bus, she handed two bags to him and said, "this is my special snack over there. I like both of them. I don't know which one you like, so I bought them."

Mu Yixuan's ears move. It's obvious that Qiao Nianzhi's flattering behavior makes her happy.

He took a look at the bag she handed over and raised his eyebrows slightly: "put it first and take it back to eat."

"Good."

Mu Yixuan has to admit that his mood is really different because of Qiao Nianzhi's coming back, that is, he can treat everything with a tolerant heart.

After returning to the apartment, Qiao Nianzhi, as usual, first took out the rice and boiled it in the rice cooker, then went back to the room with his luggage.

She was ready to cook in the kitchen, but saw Mu Yixuan sitting on the sofa.

He usually takes a bath when he comes back, and rarely stays in the living room.

Mu Yixuan put his hand around his neck and pressed it, showing a look of "I'm very tired" and "I'm very tired". Then he pretended to say to himself, "my shoulders are really sour. If only someone could come and massage me."

However, Qiao Nianzhi lowered his head to clean up the tea table, and did not hear her words.

When she was cleaning up, she thought that she had been home for four or five days. How could the table be in such a mess that there was no place for the cups.

Mu Yixuan saw that she ignored herself and coughed to attract her attention.

Good. He made it.

See Qiao Nianzhi look over, he slightly raised his chin, raised his noble hand, pointed to his shoulder: "today's heavy workload, give me a massage."